This is a song about "Tragic love"

Reborn again so i can try to finish this tragic story,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Put some meaning in your lyrics they're straight tragic

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

I found happiness despite tragic mastered plans so drastic like she had out a gadget

And its tragic i know, cause see i am a menace,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

Another tragic episode

Wardrobe from round the globe

No magic, these leaders, it's tragic no need to breathe, the heater

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper